At Qingtian Hunter's Institute, Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the sofa reading a book, while Song Qiming sat by the counter smoking. The two of them seemed to have settled back into their usual routine.
Of course he wasn't going to cut ties over a little thing. After all, he worked here, and besides, there was no evidence. What was the point of making such a fuss?
In this society, power and connections mattered. Grandpa Bao's influence was considerable...
"I'm back!"
Leng Lingling pushed open the door and came in, carrying a bag filled with several things that looked like scrolls.
Most of the posted bounties came with reliable information. Those who put up the bounties also had to provide a guarantee and a commission to the Hunter Union, so the hunters who went after them wouldn't come back empty-handed.
But in the wilderness, the information people came across was often just hearsay. That sort of information couldn't be used for an official bounty, so people wrote down valuable but unconfirmed reports on scrolls like these and sold them at set prices.
Prices varied widely. The most expensive could cost tens of millions, while even the cheapest went for a few thousand yuan each.
"There haven't been many good jobs lately. There should be something useful in these information scrolls."
Cheng Xiaoyu picked up one of the scrolls and started reading. Several of them contained nothing more than vague rumors, and were completely useless.
"Hey, Brother Xiaoyu, look at this one! This information scroll is really valuable... They're a team of Hunter Magicians who came across Flame Belle's territory while searching for a Spirit Seed at Zhuoyuan North Point. They were attacked by something terrifying. It was because Flame Belle was on edge and bad-tempered, which fits with the claim that